This thread is about reason or the absence of it

[Ergo]

Attention, warning:

This thread is only for those that are capable of a broad discernment of my texts, please go elsewhere otherwise. A proper and separated thread will be created for those who just want to discuss my very humble persona. Fail to comply with these instructions may cause dizziness, nausea, selfridicule, and insane motheration. The poster does not take responsibility for the damages and stupidity in the possible answers of any interlocutor that chooses to ignore these instructions. Thank you.

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And on the third day (actually seventh) he rise up from the dead and appear before believers and enemies alike and they shiver and reckon because they know that the Day of Judgment is near. Repent ye righteous!


Mixedbabe, Menoman, Dlishsguy, Willravel, Lasereth, Pig and others,

Like a pimp that gives money to his bitches, like a broken condom full of semen, this forum has become a clinic case of subversion of logic. Delectably the discussion has become such an illustrative and practical demonstration that my argument was so correct; whatever correct means beyond logic. Why I have to be always so right? I will need to start making mistakes on purpose because so much perfection can become rather boring.

I couldn’t ever find such a better exemplification of how people try desperately to sustain one so called logical model that in reality is not more than an artifact to soothe their uncertainties. Just like I said:

Logic is a consistent absurd. You say that A necessarily implies B, but oh my dear liar, you wanted to go to B from the beginning so you just use that mercenary whore of logic to get you there. The problem is that you feed from your own lies, and when you later want to go C you don’t go because you need to believe in your “system”, you need to keep that B is the logical conclusion. What an absurd.

Exactly what happened here. What a visionary I am! I am so talented and well endowed. In these (rather common) occasions of brilliance I would like to have lips in my hand in order to impart kisses to myself.

So there you are; trying to make intellectual pirouettes to assimilate the anomaly (in this case me, or better your reaction to me) into the system.

Let’s see. So do you put “personal information with each other about our lives, our families, our sexual experiences, our beliefs, our creative works, and much more” out in the open for anyone in the internet to read it and THEN, in order, not to read it, but to talk about something else I have to show you some “vulnerability”? Whuuuat? Am I asking for your bank accounts or something? Did I say I was a prince from Nigeria? That really makes lots of a bunch of mucho sense. I never asked to become an “elevated” member and get knowledge of your wow “secret” content. You insist in schoolcourtyardize this: hey Katie, if you take your panties off and show me your vulnerability I will show you mine. I you worry about that don’t show it to me! I DON’T want to see your grandiose vulnerabilities darling. It is clear that they are ugly, they are lame, and they need a good fuck! like the mother of all fucks! from long time ago (remember, I am talking about your vulnerabilities, please don’t obsess).

That can be only classified as mental onanism. And talking about onanism, your surprise/appreciation about my sexual denotations cannot be more mistaken. Sex is used for many things as I am sure you know and sexual satisfaction is just one of them. For example it is used for the selling of commercial products or for the ridiculization of people. I am pretty fond of the later use. Thus, as I notice your increasing sex appetite for me, I would recommend you not fixating in excess as you should know that you will never have me. Beware of projection.

But going back to the logic dislocation, here is an cautionary example from a fervent believer of how logic is supposed to work:

The Mods enforcement of the rules is like physics--action X causes reaction Y, and it's not emotional or personal. That's the best way to enforce rules. It's like gravity. Gravity doesn't explain the rules or make exceptions, and if you don't follow the rule of gravity, you end up on your ass.

Don’t you see? Plain and simple. Fair and balanced. Com’on gravitas’ enforcers, you can grab my ass and pull plenty from it.

Don’t you understand that I will never allow myself to be ingested by that amorphous entity with eyes, toes and vanities protruding all around that you ominously call “The community”. And honestly, you are better off if I don’t. Why do you want yet another creature in the ball masturbating the mutual vulnerabilities? You are much better served if I stay outside, it is much refreshing. You would notice if you have not forgotten the taste of fresh water because you are so used to drink your own recycled urine.

So you think that “I want to stay”? Where I said that I didn’t? It is just by your insistent phantom menace of motheration that I keep writing my posts like every one of them it is going to be the last; what by the way adds some thrill to it. I don’t need to be coherent staying or leaving because it is not me who is in the foolish predicament of a system and rules. My participation only depends on factors as far away of logic as: A) I enjoy it. B) I can participate; that is I am not banned or motherated thus it is impossible to keep a discussion.

And they still don’t understand…

Now: he could post something right here in this thread that would completely diffuse the infraction. He could do that with a sentence or two. But from what I've seen of him so far, he's flat unwilling to do that. And the proper response is for TFP to be flat unwilling to have him as a member.

I agree; that’s the “proper” response. I tell you propers of the world. There you have it.

I can assure you that I can live without your “community”, and I am also sure that such thingy can live without me (although appallingly of course). Just don’t be so childish as to keep closing threads in pointless ire and frustration while not stopping my multiple resurrections. So much for a community that defines itself as “mature”.

BTW, that the futility of closing a thread that was about to die only demonstrated once again that the first purpose of any establishment is to substantiate the need of such establishment. I will motherate you therefore showing that motheration is necessary. So far for any logic.

But, oh I forgot that you are all above any social order and obtuse conventionalism. You are so capable to criticize everything in the world, society, politics, even, oh my valiants, something as dangerous as metaphysics. But never question something as inappropriate as the mechanics of the forum, that’s blasphemy. Never really dip in the questioning of yourselves, your shit, the great questioning of logic, especially when it is your logic. Although I completely understand that you don’t want to truly see yourselves in a clear mirror (not the one deformed by “polite flattering” that you’re so use to). Let’s just say it doesn’t look as pretty as you may think.

Don’t you see my vulnerable friends that this is not about me (I remind you, there will be a thread for that), it is about YOU. What are you made of?

I know what most of you are made of. You may be voracious executives, good fathers or wicked mothers, but it doesn’t matter. You will always follow one logic or another till the worms end that waste. You may even change your sense a few times in life; follow high causes or low vices. But you will never grab your life by the birth canal. You will never throw yourself out, never dance over your worst nightmares, never win a match against yourselves, never touch the cosmos ass up, never lose everything you have, never make a lover cry her soul out, never leave everything behind and fly your life to an unknown land, never beyond reasonable, beyond good, beyond petty temptations, never really see. You are already dead my friends, and what is worse, you didn’t notice. I can spit over your graves and nothing of value is stained. But don’t worry, you are happy. Much worse is for those that notice. They feel it, perhaps now and then. Most probably they would never do anything anyway; but they know it, they feel it, and how it fucking hurts. And for these few that are perhaps worthy of being called human beings, to comfort you my dears, I can only offer salt in your wounds.

And there you have just one more little choosing:

A)
You expel me with such disgust.
You lick each other good judgment and sensibility.
It is business as usual.

B)
You are questioned below the line of flotation.
You are crazy bitches.
You don’t know what may happen.

I don’t have anything to lose. If you choose A, then it is that what you are and I will not have the minor interest on it. I know it is frustrating oh so powerful motherators but you cannot do anything against me. I feel sorry for your impotence. You can show me your middle finger and I will introduce it in my ass and give it back to you to suck. You cannot even caricaturize me because I will always make more fun of myself and my megagrandiose persona. Because you are wrong and I am not cyber-Messiah but small-doses’ Antichrist. I didn’t come to tell you that you can be saved, but to inform you that you are going to hell. And be honest, I have horns and a tail and my breathe stinks like sulfur but you still desire me.

And now dedicated to those that don’t see an opinion in my parables...

The mating ceremonies of the Wichita’s Ostrich. By the Community Geographic Channel

The following documentary contains:
Strong language
Male Nudity
Things that make you nervous because you don’t understand

Reader discretion is advised

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And he entered Gomorrah with his followers, and they greeted them with palm branches and music, and he looked around and saw that there were quite a herd of sweet chicks ready for the hunt, and he saw that it was good.

And they were offered vodka with coke and cannabis and colorful leis as it was tropical theme party in the Gomorrah Club. Then they stared to a group of hotties that were bouncing like possessed in the dance floor. And they shook their tight asses that were on the verge of blossoming from such underfitting miniskirts. And all of them were ready like a coalition of the willing, but he stopped them and said to his companions: behold, that you should know that there is not in these panties that our members will be welcomed, as those pharisaic slutties are like whited sepulchres, which indeed appear beautiful outward, but are within a bunch of prick-teasers just wanting to call everyone’s attention. I tell you truly, it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle, than for our cocks to enter those vile pussies.

So they abandoned that sinful place and went to a side area that was called The Community and they entered and saluted everyone there and everyone saluted then back with much effusion and cordiality. But below the cordiality there was a gloomy secret in that place, and those in The Community were gracefully grabbing his disciples and leading them astray to obscure places. So there it was that some of his followers begun to lose their path and they were getting stranded all around the place. And soon it was that only the more faithful were still with him and finally he was abandoned completely alone like a hermit in the desert.

And he looked around for his followers that were all but disbanded. And he saw one of them vehemently discussing the weather with such affectation that someone may think that they were able to change it. And then another that was engaged in endless conga called “same something nice about last poster” in which each participant was connected by its tongue licking the back orifice of his predecessor. And worse yet another one was paying attention to the corrupt discourse of Satan’s that in those days was called Ergo. And he was hearing from this villain: blessed are you when men hate you, and when they exclude you and revile you, and cast out your name as evil, on account of the Son of man!

And he kept his temper and didn’t say anything while all of this was occurring around him. And he stayed silenced and meditated for a long time until he saw Buda appearing before him and Buda showed him that all those followers were nobody but himself and that besides his logic he was not even an identity but a pack of wishes scattered all over the place. And then he understood and he tried to pick up himself from his defamed occupations and prepare himself to serve his own calling whatever the fuck that was. And then Buda said, hey dude, can I take that glass? So he discovered that it was not Buda anymore but a waiter and that he had drunk too much. And he was in a rain of doubts and wanted to scream. And then he was in this confusion trying to find pieces of himself between the people when it happened.

And God himself descended upon that place, and his eyes shined like crazy diamonds, and his hair glittered with hair cream, and he was dressed with a top, a plaid skirt, stockings, garter belt and high heels, and everybody looked at him and then he said with infinite kindness…

(Static noise)

For technical reasons this documentary has been suspended due to the menacing forecast of cyclonic motheration. We will resume (or not) with the exciting conclusion of this broadcast; if we can. Meanwhile you can enjoy the cozy tunes of the Wichita’s Ostrich Lonely Hearts Club Band.

[Menoman]

tl;dr sry

[analog]

You know, there are several people here who have defended you at every turn just because they wanted to be good members and supportive of newcomers, even if they seem a bit eccentric or unconventional at first.

Originally Posted by Ergo

For technical reasons this documentary has been suspended due to the menacing forecast of cyclonic motheration.

Posting that is precisely the reason the others had dismissed you and been less than supportive. It's that instantly self-righteous and demeaning attitude problem that has driven all your past efforts at "discussion" into the pits of thread hell.

You condescend, you speak in intentionally obtuse prose to be I don't know what- witty, different? You came here and immediately set upon disrespecting this site, regardless of the way you were greeted (which is regrettable).

I thought that after the last thread, you'd have learned a little about the place and decided to level out your methodology a bit- if nothing else, I thought you'd cultivate a little respect for the membership here, as well as the moderators. I'm disappointed that, instead, you've come back to deliver more negative attitude and condescension.

[Menoman]

I can't really muster up any defense for him at this point, he's had plenty of time to drop the attitude by now.

Analog seems to have it right.

[pig]

oh, who really gives a shit? i don't particularly see anything overly offensive in the post; yeah, he seems fascinated by the board workings and the interractions with the mods...but then again, he did post something like a 4 page diatribe on it. kind of flattering, no? one way or the other, he/she/it will be handled.

the dude abides.

[tecoyah]

Guess I need to pay closer attention to TFP , because I had never heard of this member before today. Still, that was an entertaining post, but a bit long to state something easily placed in a single paragraph:

" I don't want to be a part of this community, yet by writing this paragraph I am trying to be a part of this community. I feel put out by the membership here and so dislike the idea of interacting with them, yet I want to do so regardless because it will help my damaged Ego heal in some way. I will simply pretend (poorly) that I am better than you all, because eventually I might convince myself it is true. I am Ergo....hear me roar!"

[ratbastid]

The irony is, I'm actually REALLY INTERESTED in the topic you're flailing desperately around trying to bring up. It's something very central to how I operate in the world. But it's impossible to penetrate the fug of arrogance and jack-assery to actually get to the content.

Originally Posted by Ergo

Mixedbabe, Menoman, Dlishsguy, Willravel, Lasereth, Pig and others

So it's personal. The site has rules about personal attacks.

Originally Posted by Ergo

I will need to start making mistakes on purpose because so much perfection can become rather boring.

You said it. Weren't you leaving?

Originally Posted by Ergo

So you think that “I want to stay”? Where I said that I didn’t? It is just by your insistent phantom menace of motheration that I keep writing my posts like every one of them it is going to be the last; what by the way adds some thrill to it. I don’t need to be coherent staying or leaving because it is not me who is in the foolish predicament of a system and rules. My participation only depends on factors as far away of logic as: A) I enjoy it. B) I can participate; that is I am not banned or motherated thus it is impossible to keep a discussion.

So... Because you haven't been moderated into oblivion, you're free to be an ass who's better than anyone else and is leaving now... er, now... okay, okay, now.

That might fly in your sophomore philosophy class, but this place works the way it works for a reason. It's not a democracy, and you have no freedom of speech here. I don't quite understand why there isn't a smoking crater where your username used to be, but I suspect there will be very soon.

Originally Posted by Ergo

I can assure you that I can live without your “community”, and I am also sure that such thingy can live without me (although appallingly of course). Just don’t be so childish as to keep closing threads in pointless ire and frustration while not stopping my multiple resurrections. So much for a community that defines itself as “mature”.

I agree that your multiple resurrections (messianic complex much?) should be stopped. I'm not at ALL sure that you can live without our "community", though I'm interested in cutting you loose to find that out for yourself. Can an obnoxious crank be an obnoxious crank in a vacuum? Can a troll troll without something to troll? You need us vastly more than you'd ever admit.

Originally Posted by Ergo

Don’t you see my vulnerable friends that this is not about me (I remind you, there will be a thread for that), it is about YOU. What are you made of?

You have no idea how human beings work, my friend. You've inexorably collapsed the two by the very nature of your post.

Originally Posted by Ergo

I don’t have anything to lose. If you choose A, then it is that what you are and I will not have the minor interest on it. I know it is frustrating oh so powerful motherators but you cannot do anything against me. I feel sorry for your impotence. You can show me your middle finger and I will introduce it in my ass and give it back to you to suck. You cannot even caricaturize me because I will always make more fun of myself and my megagrandiose persona. Because you are wrong and I am not cyber-Messiah but small-doses’ Antichrist. I didn’t come to tell you that you can be saved, but to inform you that you are going to hell. And be honest, I have horns and a tail and my breathe stinks like sulfur but you still desire me.

You are mentally ill and need treatment.

[Plan9]

Ergo,

I like tater tots.

[mixedmedia]

http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/nar...sorder/DS00652

[analog]

Originally Posted by ratbastid

But it's impossible to penetrate the fug of arrogance and jack-assery to actually get to the content.

ratbastid, you're my hero: I've never seen the word "fug" before. I laughed my ass off, because I thought you meant "fog" and "fug" just sounded hilarious as a substitute... then I looked it up, and it's an actual word. I'm humbled and ashamed at my ignorance of fug!

I shall now use the word fug as often as I can until I feel better about not knowing it.

...fug.

[Halx]

He got what he wanted. He's banned. I mean, shit, we're happy to comply with your requests. I guess his request was more subtle than most.

[Redlemon]

He's banned... no further comment necessary, I think.

(edit - crossposted with Halx, nevermind)

[Fly]

wow.................and i thought i was all fucked up.

[LazyBoy]

somebody needs hugs

-Will

[abaya]

Originally Posted by analog

ratbastid, you're my hero: I've never seen the word "fug" before. I laughed my ass off, because I thought you meant "fog" and "fug" just sounded hilarious as a substitute... then I looked it up, and it's an actual word. I'm humbled and ashamed at my ignorance of fug!

I shall now use the word fug as often as I can until I feel better about not knowing it.

...fug.

Did you use that word in honor of Norman Mailer, rat?